Pietro Grossi


Around The Carrousel - Poem by Pietro Grossi

Pacifier, lullaby, the fair Lady,
Sometimes cries, sometimes smiles: The Baby.
Start to learn, the first book, start of rules,
The pictures, the teacher: The School.
New sensation, what it means? Is it clean?
Some attractions, distractions: The Teen.
The first joy, the first pain, the first blow,
Much illusion, delusion: The Love.
One, two, three, boots at feet, gun on shoulder,
Wish that clock running fast: The Soldier.
Share the best, share the worst, the bedding,
She waits there, dress in red: The Wedding.
He requires all the best of your talent,
He will be your forever: You're Parent.
Now the feelings are loosing the force,
What was best, now is worst: Divorce.
And now the past, behind shoulders, stands tall,
Day by day, year by year: You're Old.
You still there, but the time goes away,
You should stop, now that clock...if you may..! !
Sadness, Mistery, Delight,
Happiness, Wait of next, Cut of knife;
Purgatory, Hell, Paradise,
Such A Thunder, Such A Wonder: ..
.....LIFE..! ! ! ! ! !

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Topic(s) of this poem: life

Form: Canzone


Comments about Around The Carrousel by Pietro Grossi

  • Darwin Henry Beuning (2/4/2016 6:20:00 AM)


    Pietro, Very nice! Enjoyed the picture. (Report) Reply

    (2/4/2016 12:25:00 PM)

    Sorry I make a correction: It's in big part everyone's life, not in all

    (2/4/2016 12:02:00 PM)

    Thanks Darwin, this is the one I like most, it's my life, and I think everyone's life.So your compliment give me double pleasure. Darwin thanks V.M.again.

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, January 9, 2016

Poem Edited: Wednesday, February 3, 2016


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